It was late one night in early December.

We were staying after-hours in the computer lab after ten hours of nonstop stress. We had to hand in our big semester project we’d been working on for three months the very next day. As the day went on, we saw other teams leave their presentations devastated, sometimes nearly in tears, and we feared what was to come. Amidst the chaos of last-minute crashes, uncooperative teammates, and the caffeine-fuelled rush to “just fucking make things work”, the notion of tranquility seemed foreign and unattainable.

So it’s fitting really, that as the yelling subsided and the final pages of our documents were printing, she was the one to IM me out of nowhere. For that half hour, she brought me solace as we talked about everything other than the elephant in the room.

And as I left the building that night, watching the white snowflakes fall like feathers in the dark of night, I couldn’t help but dream that maybe someday I could be there for her like she was there for me.

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